Cinian was the first to respond with anger: "No!"
Even if he survived, he would carry the guilt in his heart and never forgive himself for the rest of his life!
But when Yan Rui saw Cinian’s strong reaction, it only excited him more.
He raised Nanli’s chin, arching an eyebrow, "Whether or not I let him live depends on how much power you have."
But she was half-dead now, and he had no expectations that she could still serve him.
Nanli chuckled lightly, "How much power I have, you’ll find out soon enough."
Her words were intriguing.
Yan Rui didn’t expect her to respond . For a moment, he lost interest.
But her face was still worth looking at.
"Alright, I’ll wait and see."
He untied Nanli’s clothes.
When he saw her long, fair neck, his interest was reignited.
This woman’s beauty and figure were indeed extraordinary, no wonder Jifeng Celestial Sovereign had been enchanted by her!
"No!" Cinian pushed himself up, shouting in agony.
Yan Rui grinned, clearly enjoying this, and quickly loosened her outer garment.
However, he was cautious and after some thought, he pulled out two Soul-Fixing Nails and drove them into Nanli’s shoulders.
These Soul-Fixing Nails not only locked her meridians but also prevented her from using any spiritual energy in her Dantian.
The pain made Nanli cry out in agony, struggling before collapsing, her forehead drenched in cold sweat.
Her hand, reaching for her Qiankun Bag, dropped limply.
A few high-grade spirit stones fell out.
Yan Rui had seen her quickly absorb spiritual energy from spirit stones before, so when he saw the spirit stones, he immediately snatched them up and emptied her Qiankun Bag.
To his surprise, there was still a huge pile of them—almost enough to form a small mountain!
These were all high-grade spirit stones!
He was jealous and envious, his eyes turning red as he kicked Nanli in the stomach.
"You bitch! I knew you weren’t honest! You almost tricked me!"
If he hadn’t used the Soul-Fixing Nails, she could have replenished her spiritual power, and he would have been in danger.
He kicked her hard, but fortunately, Nanli had absorbed some energy, and her Dantian protected the three little ones inside her, sparing them from serious harm.
Even so, she coughed up blood.
The blood seeped into the ground, forming spots like blood plum blossoms.
Yan Rui still didn’t let up and grabbed her by the collar.
"Tell me, how did you get so many high-grade spirit stones? Did you steal them from Jifeng Celestial Sovereign’s treasure vault? Take me there!"
He was sure that treasure vault must have a lot of good things.
If he could get his hands on it, he could surpass Second Brother and become the island master of Penglai Island, inheriting the Nine Heavens Fan.
Nanli was already on the brink of death.
She lowered her head.
But one of her Qiankun Bags had a small opening.
"Guard... guards..." she mumbled.
"What did you say? Where?!" Yan Rui leaned in, trying to hear her clearly.
Suddenly, her other Qiankun Bag began to emit a buzzing sound!
Yan Rui was confused, wanting to see what it was. At that moment, an Evil Bee flew out from the Qiankun Bag and immediately attacked him!
Quickly retreating, he pulled out his sword, swiftly and accurately cutting the Evil Bee down.
Before he could relax, more Evil Bees started flying out!
His face turned pale, and his palms began to sweat slightly.
But he had trained in the North Sea, and had encountered such dangerous situations before.
He remained calm, battling the Evil Bees.
Nanli watched the scene from the corner of her eye, astonished.
She hadn’t been paying attention to these Evil Bees for a while, only occasionally feeding them some spiritual energy.
To her surprise, they had become faster and more toxic.
Yan Rui, in the late Golden Core stage, was not at a disadvantage, but once an Evil Bee found a gap, its sting would spread poison, paralyzing him.
Right now, his legs were wounded, and he collapsed to his knees.
In his fury, he used most of his spiritual energy to strike, cutting down the remaining Evil Bees.
One by one, the dismembered Evil Bees fell to the ground.
Nanli’s heart ached as she watched.
She could also feel the ground beneath her growing unbearably hot.
"You bitch! Evil Girl!" Yan Rui cursed. "I shouldn’t have underestimated you!"
He quickly took out an antidote pill and swallowed it.
The poison was immediately suppressed.
But to completely remove it, he still needed some time.
"Nanli, you have the Soul-Fixing Nails, and all the Evil Bees are dead. Do you have any other tricks?"
Yan Rui wobbled to his feet, filled with anger, his teeth gritting as if a cold wind was passing through them.
He raised his sword again and said, "Too bad I can’t just kill you directly. I’ll first break your hands and feet, just in case."
He had learned his lesson after the previous encounter and didn’t dare to be careless again.
As he swung his sword to cut off her right hand,
Nanli, who had no strength left to move, could only feel the ground growing hotter beneath her.
Suddenly, a talisman array rose up from the ground, blocking the sword’s energy and exploding in mid-air!
Yan Rui was stunned and forced back by the powerful gust of wind.
At that moment, they all heard the sound of glass shattering.
While he was still confused, the ground where Nanli lay suddenly erupted with a burst of purple light!
The pressure of spiritual power was even stronger and fiercer now!
Nanli was lifted up by the intense light.
She furrowed her brow, sensing that this feeling was quite familiar.
It was as though... it had always belonged to her!
From beneath the ground, a Glassy Bottle slowly rose.
The powerful light and force were emanating from it.
There was a symbol on the bottle, stained with a few fresh drops of blood.
The blood was the same as the blood Nanli had coughed up earlier, which had seeped down into the ground.
"Glassy Bottle?!" Yan Rui was shocked. Why was there a bottle containing her inner core and flesh?
And the power inside the Glassy Bottle was meant to return to her body!
No! He couldn’t let her recover her strength!
Yan Rui ignored his remaining poison and charged forward, intending to seize the Glassy Bottle.
But the Glassy Bottle had already chosen its master.
Its light exploded outward.
The fierce winds mercilessly swept him away.
Yan Rui struggled to get up, but when he looked up again, he saw the power from the Glassy Bottle rapidly pouring into Nanli!
In an instant, the wind and clouds stirred!
"No... No..." Yan Rui was frozen in place, his limbs freezing with dread.
But Nanli didn’t feel any physical pain.
As the power returned to her, her body, meridians, and Dantian grew stronger.
But she also began to experience fragmented memories flooding into her mind.
She furrowed her brows, feeling a mental pain.
Because those fragmented memories were identical to the dreams she had once had.
Siheng’s icy expression pierced through her.
Just like before, there was no warmth or affection in his eyes as he spoke softly, "Nanli, you are a deity. If you don’t give way, how can I become a god?"